Ramblings of an Old, Romantic Soul

To those who fought, and those who died; for every flag raised high with pride; To mother, son, or widowed bride; for all the tears that have been cried; To those who pushed all fear aside; for every soul life was denied... I thank you. Kristina M. Hooper Copyright © 11/10/2009

I went to visit you today, the flag upon your grave; blowing gently in the breeze, so many, like a wave. Fallen heroes who fill the earth, fought proudly and so brave; I stand here with respect and awe, for what so many gave. These soldiers lived through battles past, the way to glory paved; for you and me, America, sweet liberty is saved. I went to visit you today, Old Glory, 'pon your grave; Fifty stars, red, white, and blue , home of the free and brave. Copyright © 05/26/2008 Kristina M. Hooper

After not working for over a year and half, I must say getting back into the working world is a bit harder than I anticipated.  And I'm not even working full time.  Just this week, I worked Monday and Tuesday mornings - about four and half hours each day...not long, I know, but when I got home I was exhausted!  Now, to be fair to myself, I am on my feet the entire time - that's right, standing and bending - something I am not used to.  But it sure feels good to be out and about. The job itself is not rocket science.  However, there is definitely more to stocking cards than I ever thought or imagined!  If I have learned anything in these past two weeks it is this:  put cards back where you find them!  Do not put them willy nilly, wherever you want...believe it or not, there is a specific 'pocket' for every card.  I know, because I scan each card to put it in its place.  Last Thursday I serviced the Publix account.  I straightened...

Today is the day set aside to honor all mothers.  It is the day we call to mind that woman who raised us, who sacrificed for us, who kissed our booboos and made us feel better.  As I grow older, I realize how much my own Mom sacrificed for me and my six siblings...I am amazed at how much she did, every day, and how much she continues to do now.  She is a role model for what a wife and mother should be.  Is she perfect?  Hell no, but she would do anything for her children and she loves us all unconditionally.  I love her and am proud to call her Mom.  I cherish every day I have with her. But this day is bittersweet for me.  I am happy for my sisters, my friends, my family...to all those who have this day to celebrate.  I only wish I could celebrate as a mother.  For as long as I remember, my dream was to be a Mommy -I wanted lots of children.  As I got older, I knew the 'many' wouldn't happen, but I truly believed I would have at l...